About 12 years ago I used to live in an Old Vicarage in Anglesey North Wales and it was a gorgeous place to live in and had many rooms. It also had a church that was closed off but it was still used for some burials of some of the local folk, but that is all it was ever used for.
Not long after I moved in I was in this big eerie building with my best friend at the time Shaz, and we were sitting down chatting with a cup of tea, then through my living room door I saw this figure clear as day of a child from the Victorian ere, but the problem was there was no children in the house or on the grounds at that time and both my front door and porch door was locked, yeah it did scare me at first, but the little boy stayed which I didn’t mind, but he was …